Reading a novel can be just like daily life: you’re moving a million miles an hour. A great, suspenseful novel makes you want to sprint to the finish even if you’re enjoying the journey. Poetry – not so much. Poetry…
I read Arne Weingart’s new book of poetry in the bathtub: PERFECTION. Levitation for Agnostics seems meant for soaking and reflection. None of the poems are pretentious or tiresome, and though I would describe more of them as wistful than cheerful, they all…
Regular Bacon contributor Lawrence Blank-Cook hopes to get a trip to Venice out of this post. Good luck, Lawrence! You were an awfully good sport about risking your life on that enormous old sled with your entire nuclear family on it. I bet…